My Muse, My Bully
The third year Novel Incubator partners are just two weeks away from beginning their third trimester. I can’t speak for the rest of my class, but it feels like getting out of bed and then having to place your feet…
Category: Novel Incubator
Master and Servant: My Outline and Me
My classmates called it my spreadsheet. It was a little embarrassing that to write a novel I needed a chart. 3 columns x 76 rows = 228 fields of information that I made myself fill in. I didn’t want to…
And So We’ve Come to the End (of the year, that is)
You won’t find a Best of/Worst of post over here at Dead Darlings headquarters. We’re too tired from writing and revisioning and meeting class deadlines. Instead we decided to toast the new year by asking our writing colleagues to lift…
Fear and Friendly Fire
(This post originally appeared on Grub Street Daily). Many of us have a number one cultural issue that causes sleep deprivation, countless battles with friends and family or even, in my case, compels you to take on the daunting task…
Travels With Charley – My (imaginary?) Muse
I have a muse named Charley. I call him a muse but honestly I’m not sure what he is. More than likely he’s a product of my imagination, except that sometimes he says stuff I would never say or even…
No Cred
Here’s my book jacket bio: Susan Donovan Bernhard does not have an MFA. In the 1900s, she had two articles in Southern Bride—one on picking jewelry to match a white dress and another on theme weddings. She has had two…